readx;? From time to time, demons flew up from the high platform and handed the porcelain bowls containing human food to the people who were hoisted,32 and some of them looked numb and swallowed mechanically, as if they were controlled by some kind of spiritual attack, or they had despaired of life, and thus became numb and unresisted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Cosia, you're back. The tall demons who handed out food to the demons and asked them to feed the humans greeted Kosia with a smile.

Kosia nodded, picking up two shiny hooks from the side, "Nash, why don't we finish it in one go?

Nash shook his head: "I don't know, Xu is the head of the heart has other ideas." ”

Kosia snorted coldly: "Where did you get any ideas, I think he is afraid of those humans." ”

Nash's eyes widened, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover Kosia's mouth: "Don't you dare to say that, the leader is the leader of our dark descendants, and the existence with the closest bloodline to the five ancestors, it is a big disrespectful crime for you to say this!"

Kosia pursed his lips, but he also knew that Nash was for his own good, so he didn't say more, and directly picked up the two hooks and walked towards the aunt who was thrown aside by him.

Zhang Chao didn't pay attention to these at this time, he was already occupied by the cruel scene above the blood pool.

I saw that at the top of the cave, some people probably died from long-term bloodletting, or were they dying?

It was too far away, and Zhang Chao couldn't feel whether there was any breath of life on that person's body, maybe he was dead, or maybe he was too weak, so the dim candle flame fluttering in the wind made people unable to perceive it.

The demons were not disgusted, and stretched out their sharp claws to tear out holes in their bodies like eating hand-torn mutton and filled their mouths.

Those people watched unconsciously as their bodies were torn apart, and their companions were even more insensitive, not even in the mood to look at them.

"This actually uses humans as blood-making machines?" Zhang Chao's eyes widened, and he was shocked by the scene in front of him that seemed to be a slaughterhouse.

His face turned iron-blue, and he was hurt by things, seeing so many of his kind being treated like livestock, even the clay man had to have three points of fire, not to mention his bad temper.

As the killing intent gradually rose, he glanced around coldly, and found that there were only thirty or forty demons whose strength was generally in the middle and lower levels of gold, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Kosia stroked the hook on the aunt's body twice, and was about to start, but stopped again: "Nash, why haven't you drugged her yet, just hang it up and go back and pull out some excrement, and you will be scolded again for polluting the blood." ”

Nash didn't answer him, and still sat there, but kept his head down, not knowing what he was doing.

Kosia stood up with some impatience and walked towards Nash, he was the most potential of these Darkspawn descendants, although he had just reached adulthood, his strength was no weaker than that of ordinary Darkborn centurions, a talent that none of their leaders possessed.

Therefore, although Kosia's temper is acceptable, it belongs to the kind of impatient young man after all, and Nash's lack of reaction to his words has already made him slightly angry.

"What are you doing? I'll talk to you!"

"Nash!"

"Nash?"

Gradually, Kosia seemed to sense that something was wrong, because he found that the entire high platform had become much quieter for some reason, and when he looked closely, there was no longer a single demon still flying in the sky, and all of them were motionless on the natural foothold formed by the grotto on the top.

"Nash!" he walked over briskly and slapped Nash on the shoulder, but his face turned pale in an instant, because he found that Nash's head had been pushed by him, and it had actually rolled directly into the porcelain bowl on the table.

Nash's face was full of confusion, as if he didn't know how he had died.

Seeing the tragic death of his companion who usually had a very good relationship with him in front of him, Kosia's heart was suddenly tightened, of course his courage could not be so small, but Nash's death was too weird, he couldn't be afraid.

Could it be a legendary evil spirit?

The legend of the ghost is very marketable in any race, and these warriors who are not afraid of the earth kill a top enemy, but if the opponent is a legendary evil spirit, it will also wilt in an instant.

No!

He recalled the faint smell of alien energy he vaguely felt on the way to the high platform.

It's him! It must be him!

It was as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, but then he suddenly realized that even if the opponent was not an evil spirit but a human, it was not something he could deal with alone.

So he opened his mouth directly and roared at his companions who stopped at the top of the cave: "Enemy attack!"

But nothing happened!

The demons didn't react, just like the numb people, just staring straight ahead with dull eyes.

Kosia's heart suddenly fell into the abyss, and a terrible thought suddenly appeared in his heart, and he suddenly vibrated his wings like crazy, and rushed towards his companions.

"Sparta!"

"Linlang!"

"Eskimo!"

He looked at them one by one, and his face became more and more pale, for his companions could not respond to his cries at all, for their heads had been cut off, only because the blades of the skulls were too fast, and for a time they gave the illusion that the corpses were undivided.

"Linda?" said Kosia in surprise as he noticed that Linda's body didn't seem to have any wounds, and her head hadn't fallen off with the wind pressure from his wings.

"What did you tell me for?" Linda smiled, but the smile seemed to be a devil in Kosia's eyes, because it wasn't Linda's voice at all, it was a cold voice he had never heard before, containing endless murderous intent to kill.

The blood splattered high, and Kosia's eyes were pitch black, his head falling into the tumbling blood below, and his body fell to the stone platform and twitched.

The vigorous muscles can't block the edge of the black hydra, and the tight armor is like tofu.

"Genius?" Zhang Chao sneered.

From the conversation between Kosia and Nash, he could feel the demon's pride, but by this time, his pride had fallen into the clouds and into hell with his life.

"What kind of genius is a genius who hasn't grown up?"

He said in a cold tone what the big villain in fantasy often says, but the difference is that the protagonist is dead and unfinished.